Last week I was invited to be a part of a small page on facebook called Friends Of Leslie. Leslie Stone was a woman I knew in college who I knew briefly because she dated a friend of mine. We weren't very close but we did spend some time together because she and Larry and me and my boyfriend would go up to Albany together for long weekends. I had fallen out of touch with her but thought about her from time to time. This facebook group was formed because Leslie was dying of cancer and she had decided not to continue with chemotherapy. It wasn't working and her body was failing. This page was set up so we could all stay in touch and come together, collectively taking solace in other people's stories, grief, love and respect of Leslie. People posted every day. I have been at a loss. I was never close to Leslie but I did know her and was very moved by all the beautiful loving things people had to say. And of course, it turned out, that before she moved to Omaha to die, she had been in the Hudson valley working as a graphic designer pretty close to where I now live. I've been sad all week. Most of us weren't able to be close to her physically but we were able to feel connected by the comments and stories that were posted. I'm blown away by the love, the way she inspired others and the help that people have given. I've cried many times every day in the last week. Leslie died this morning at 7:54. Rest in Peace old friend. You were most definitely loved.